But Yichun didn't have the kindness of receiving Xiaomo'er, and she was still crying. I was looking forward to His Royal Highness the Crown Prince coming over to consol him. It's just that Feng Xiye's mind is not on her at all!

Xiao Mo'er saw that persuasion for a long time had no effect, and saw that Yichun was looking forward to the prince's favor. Turning around and pulling Feng Xiye over, he kept squeezing his eyebrows at Feng Xiye, Feng Xiye felt funny in his heart, but because Yichun was sick, he had to hold back. In fact, he is very cold-blooded, looking at Yichun like this, he doesn't feel heartache, at this time, the real little Mo'er is in front of him, why should he care about the life or death of a stand-in. But the doctor still has to be invited, after all, it is also his woman, and he still invites the doctor.

"Someone, don't go and ask for a doctor. ”

Yichun stopped crying when Feng Xiye opened her mouth. glanced at Feng Xiye affectionately, and said weakly: "Yichun thanked His Royal Highness the Prince." ”

Then the maid went out to ask for a doctor, and after a while, the maid took the doctor to Yichun's room. Xiao Mo'er and Feng Xiye got out of the way, and the doctor hung the silk to check the pulse.

It is said that this doctor has long been bought by Yichun, and he is only allowed to say something about the accidental wind and cold, and the lack of qi and blood. But the doctor took a little longer to cut the pulse, and the people around him were impatient, and Yichun gave him a look again and again, but this old guy cut the pulse with his eyes closed.

It took a long time for the old guy to open his eyes, with a calculation in his eyes and a smile embedded in the corners of his mouth. Chao Feng Xiye arched his hand: "Congratulations to His Royal Highness the Prince." He turned back to Yichun and arched his hand: "Congratulations to Mrs. Yichun." ”

Yichun was a little stunned, what kind of play did this doctor play? She didn't explain it like this! When a few people were puzzled, the doctor opened his mouth again: "Mrs. Yichun is happy." ”

A room full of people suddenly realized. Yichun couldn't help but be a little overjoyed, is this true? Is she really pregnant with the heir of His Royal Highness the Crown Prince?

Feng Xiye was a little unhappy, Yichun was born in a Qinglou, and it was her luck to be able to get his honor, how could she be qualified to give birth to his heir?

Xiao Mo'er was a little sad, she didn't know if she was jealous, she only knew that a woman was pregnant with her husband's child.

The three of them had their own thoughts, and the doctor received the reward and said goodbye. Feng Xiye hurriedly rewarded some gold ornaments and went out with Xiao Mo'er.

"His Royal Highness the Prince, you should stay here with Sister Yichun, I'm afraid I won't be able to eat today's dinner, Sister Yichun is pregnant with His Royal Highness's flesh and blood, and she should be treated well." When these words came out, Xiao Mo'er felt a little sour. Can't be like this, first fell in love with the emperor at first sight, and then fell in love with Yang Moyun, is it also interested in Feng Xiye now? No, absolutely not. Don't be an abusive person.

Feng Xiye was already worried about this child who shouldn't have come, but now that Xiao Mo'er said it, she was even more annoyed in her heart. This woman did not know how to keep to herself, not only did she circumvent the dinner party he was looking forward to, but she also conceived his heir without permission, who allowed her to have his flesh and blood? Hmph! Don't blame him for being rude, she wanted to give birth to an heir for him, it was a dream.

hurriedly said goodbye to Xiao Mo'er and went to Yanqing Pavilion. Xiao Mo'er looked at the direction where Feng Xiye disappeared and walked silently towards Yi Moju.

The delicious food on the table in the dining room did not move (a few bites, Xiao Moer sat down and continued to enjoy it by herself. It's just like chewing wax, and it doesn't taste good. Bored with chopsticks counting rice grains to eat, Xiaomi wanted to comfort a few words, but he didn't know how to speak, after all, it is a fact that Yichun is pregnant with a child, and the master has been through the door for more than three years, but there is still nothing to do, and the position of the crown princess has also been lost, but now she is nameless and has no share.

After a while, Xiaomi finally couldn't help but open his mouth to persuade the master to rest early, but before the words could be spoken, Xiao Mo'er spoke: "Xiaomi, you go down first, I want to be quiet, the dining room is very warm, you close the door and go to sleep!"

Xiaomi wanted to accompany the master, but she couldn't disobey the master's wishes, so she had to be ordered out of the dining room, closed the door, and went back to her room, but she didn't dare to sleep, always paying attention to Xiao Moer's movements.

After Xiaomi left, Xiao Mo'er didn't need to hide anything, her gloomy eyes were casually revealed, and she looked extremely disproportionate on her round and pretty face. grabbed the flask and drank it cup after cup, she wanted to drink up her confusion and drink all her unsatisfactory. She misses her father so much, and she misses her mother, but why does she think of the masked woman in white when she thinks of her mother? That is, Luo'er's mother, I don't know how Luo'er is now, and she must be very happy to know that Dim Sum has a son!

Thinking wildly, she stood up with a wine jug and a wine glass, twisting her waist, although no one appreciated it, but at this moment, she really wanted to dance a good song, she practiced hard as a child, but now there is no place to dance, she is proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, and she is not forgotten in this small corner at this time.

While dancing, she opened her voice and sang a song from her previous life, a very bleak and beautiful song, and now she just wants to sing, dance, and not think about anything else.

It was dark, lonely and slowly cut someone's heart, and it began to hurt again

Love is far away, I haven't seen each other for a long time, and I can live like this

You listen to the lonely singing, the soft and fierce singing is so cruel that you can't help but burst into tears

Whoever says that a man must be happy, as happiness is chosen by soul winners

The person who can't be found will not come, who will I be, who will be mine

You listen to the lonely singing, the soft and fierce singing is so cruel that you can't help but burst into tears

You listen to the loneliness singing, the gentle madness, the sadness grows deeper and deeper, how can you make it stop?

You listen to the lonely singing, the soft and fierce singing is so cruel that you can't help but burst into tears

You listen to the loneliness singing, the gentle madness, the sadness grows deeper and deeper, how can you make it stop?

You listen to the lonely singing, the soft and fierce singing is so cruel that you can't help but burst into tears

You listen to the loneliness singing, the gentle madness, the sadness grows deeper and deeper, who can help enough to make it stop

It's so dark that it doesn't seem to be dawn anymore, and it doesn't matter if it's tomorrow or not, just quietly watch the youth and be hard to give up

The tears are still hot, the tear stains are cold-------------------- the loneliness from Ahsan is singing

Singing over and over again, dancing over and over again. The wine glass has long been gone, and the wine in the jug is scattered everywhere, and he has not drunk much, but the wine is not drunk, and the people are drunk. What's more, there is such a poignant singing voice that gets drunk on yourself?

Xiaomi couldn't help but cry secretly when she listened to her master's sad song. It seems that the master is really sad. When the singing stopped unconsciously, Millet looked up and looked at the dining room, but it was already in flames.